Impasse

Writer's block.

Can feel it

At the edge

Of my mind.

Slipping through

My mental fingers

Like water

Through a sieve.

Frustration mounts

With each passing second

It evades me.

Wondering

Why try?

As head bashing

Is so last year

If you know

What I mean.

Still

I torment myself

Trying to do

The possible

From the impossible.

Releasing

A soft sigh

Of resignation.

As I question

My sanity

In continuing this.

Knowing

There's no release

For my tortured soul.

Author's Note

the captcha: wincing

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like this poem a lot...writing about writers block is a perfect way to get passed it---
it starts the dam leaking.

[therisa]

Thank you, Jacob. Although, I don't recommend, you start head banging, any time, soon. :)

[Riley Justine]

Well, look at that, you got some inspiration from your writers' block. This is amazing! Very well penned.

[therisa]

Thank you, Silent Raven. Sometimes, I get lucky, like this.

[willweb]

Just keep letting that ink flow my friend. Often the pen gets clogged up and runs slow, but keep pushing it and it will write smoothly again in no time. Nice one.

[therisa]

Thanks, Will. This is my 4th attempt today, to get anything down, which made any sense to me.